Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Yu Yang wakes up at two o'clock in the night, and the sofa is not as comfortable as the bed.

He held his neck to move slightly, and as soon as he sat up, the quilt slipped off his body.

Yu Yang stunned slightly, and then realized that Zhuang Jia had covered him, his lips curled up, and he smiled.

I think the little girl is very caring.

It's a pity that I didn't accompany her well today, so I can only find a way to make up on Saturday.

Thinking like this, he twisted his a little stiff neck, went to the bathroom for a simple rinse, and returned to the bedroom. Only then did he find that there was one more person on the bed...

A woman is a very magical creature, no matter what type, once she puts on a man’s shirt, she will show a different style.

In particular, Zhuang Jia's graceful figure, with a pair of snow-white slender long legs protruding from the bottom of his shirt, half-covered and half-concealed under the undulating quilt, is even more enchanting.

She curled up and slept soundly, and the bed was full of messy hair, just like Yu Yang's breathing at the moment, too disordered to speak.

Yu Yang stood by the bed and stared at her for five minutes.

The dim warm orange light on the head of the bed shone on her snow-white skin, squeezing her powder, as if coated with the brilliance of an oil painting, it was indescribably radiant and smooth.

Two words appeared in Yu Yang's mind: fresh and tender.

After a while, these two words diverged into four words: the entrance is instant.

Yu Yang thought for a while and felt that working overtime these days is really exhausting. To avoid affecting the performance, the "entry" matter must be put off for a while.

Besides, this little girl seemed to be insecure. When she was with him, she always showed emotions about gains and losses. He estimated that he would have to get acquainted for a while and wait patiently for her to feel at ease before proceeding to the next step.

Yu Yang Qu raised his index finger and gently scratched Xia Zhuang Jia's cheek, smooth and tender.

I thought: Sleeping so rest assured that you are not afraid of being caught by a wolf?

No matter how rationally he regulates, he is not a eunuch...

Yu Yang sighed and lay down beside Zhuang Jia.

There was one more person on the bed, and Zhuang Jia noticed it half-dreaming and half-waking. She turned over and encountered a warm and strong body.

Opening his eyes, seeing Yu Yang, he blurted out and asked him, "Aren't you on the sofa?"

"I didn't make a mistake, why was it punished me to sleep on the sofa?" Yu Yang asked her back with a smile.

Zhuang Jia stared at him blankly, as if she couldn't turn her mind a little bit. She looked at him ignorantly for a while, then closed her eyes again and fell asleep again.

As if what I asked just now was just a dream.

Yu Yang gently took her into his arms, looked at the ceiling, and pondered for a long time...

...

The next day Zhuang Jia woke up and had forgotten everything about last night, as if Yu Yang slept on the sofa all night.

When Yu Yang went out and bought breakfast, he bought a new set of toiletries and slippers.

Zhuang Jia received it in a calm manner, but a huge wave threw up in her heart, wondering if this meant she could come and live often in the future?

While speculating, Yu Yang handed over a key to her.

"Wait for me at home next time. The internet speed at home is faster than that in the office, so I won’t get stuck in watching cartoons."

Zhuang Jia: "..."

After a moment of silence, she said with a bit of precision: "I have a lot of things... Cosmetics, shower gel, shampoo, and facial masks have fixed brands. The sheets only sleep on long-staple cotton satin fabrics, and pajamas. I... "

Before he finished speaking, Yu Yang suddenly put his arms around her waist and lowered his head to kiss her.

The lips and teeth were intertwined for a long time, and when she let go, Zhuang Jia gasped slightly, her face flushed.

"I wear this pajama. I have no other opinion." Yu Yang rubbed her body vigorously, fascinated by the touch.

Zhuang Jia pursed her lips, wanted to laugh, but ashamed to let him see, she simply buried her whole head and face in his arms.

Happiness is dead.

I'm too lazy to think about whether this progress is too fast, my mind is full of: so happy, so happy...

At this time, Yu Yang asked her: "Is there time for New Year's Day? Come home with me."

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